These days, just wanting to jump his (or her) bones isn’t enough to suffer through a drink, let alone dinner.
“Dating” was so much easier when I was twenty-two and my biggest qualification for a man-child was the combination of how hot he was and how many drinks he bought me.
Now that I am an “adult” and looking for a “man”, I have a list of deal breakers.
Does he have a job? A car? A valid driver’s license? Is he nice to his Mom? Does he have kids? Is he a virgin? Does he have a good sense of humor? Is he respectful to wait staff and bartenders? Is he a card-carrying Republican? Does he spend all day playing Call of Duty with his college buddies online? Does he still live in squalor with said college buddies? Is he under 40 and divorced? Does he think cats are superior to dogs? Is he clinically insane? Would I be able to spend a whole day doing nothing with this person? Does he know who Ron Paul is?
Those are just the highlights. It seems like every time I go on a date a couple more get added to the list. What are your deal breakers?
As a bonus for all you 30 Rock fans (seriously, who doesn’t love Tina Fey?!):